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because my enemy shouts at me and a wicked person persecutes me. They bring misery crashing down on me, and they attack me out of anger.
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My heart is in turmoil. The terrors of death have seized me.
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Fear and trembling have overcome me. Horror has overwhelmed me.
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I said, "If only I had wings like a dove-- I would fly away and find rest.
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Indeed, I would run far away. I would stay in the desert. Selah
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I would hurry to find shelter from the raging wind and storm."
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Completely confuse their language, O Lord, because I see violence and conflict in the city.
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Day and night they go around on [top of] the city walls. Trouble and misery are everywhere.
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Destruction is everywhere. Oppression and fraud never leave the streets.
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If an enemy had insulted me, then I could bear it. If someone who hated me had attacked me, then I could hide from him.
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But it is you, my equal, my best friend, one I knew so well!